Came back last night from yoga class and I found the square envelope on top of my laptop. I recognise the roundish handwriting. So, the wedding invitation has arrived.
Some time back, I was at work. There was an old calculator lying around. I picked it up. There was a sticker on the back, with "Unit One" written in a familiar handwriting. It was a distinctive script. Roundish, like something written by the hand of a child. And for a very brief moment there was a tinge of nostalgic heartache.
Has it really been six years?
Of all the people that came and left - it is amazing that you are still my friend.
And now, your wedding.
In case I have to - in case you don't already know I wouldn't miss it unless I'm dead or in a coma:
RSVP - YES. I AM ATTENDING YOUR WEDDING.